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Post by Brightface on Oct 28, 2009 15:42:42 GMT -5
A Bit About You
Your Name: Secret!
Out of Character Name: Bright, Brighty or Brightface.
Chatango Username: Brightface.
Contact Information: C-box, Chatango, Personal Message, Staff Board, Questions & Help Board, or Email.
Other Characters You Play: Bright, Amberfur, Brownfeather, Cinder, Evening flower & possibly more… *evil laugh*[ I haven’t made accounts/bios for them yet ]
Time Zone: Eastern I think.. lol
How You Found Us: I can’t remember o.oIntroductions
Character’s Name: Brightface
Age: 38 moons. I think
Gender: She-cat
Residing: A forest just outside ThunderClan’s territory.
Character Type: LonerMindset
Overall Personality: Brightface is a rather composed and laid back she-cat. But that doesn’t mean she doesn’t care about anything. It’s quite the opposite really, she cares about almost everything, and is willing to help anyone in need. Brightface is usually very understanding, also, and always listens to what a cat has to say. She respects every cat, unless of course she sees or hears a cat being disrespectful to another, then she will lose respect for that cat, without physically showing it. Nowadays, Brightface is pretty good at keeping her emotions hidden when she wants too, unlike when she was younger. And it takes a lot for her to ‘lose her cool’. Kits are Brightface’s greatest weakness; even hearing about kits in another clan will make her smile, no matter what mood she may be in. But at the same time she’ll feel a bit of envy, wishing that she had kits of her own.
When Brightface is in a not so good mood, she can either be snappy, impatient, or just not social. If she has something troublesome on her mind, she’ll for the most part, keep to herself. But other than that, she is reasonably social. Brightface doesn’t like fighting, though she accepts the fact that fights happen, and she is always ready to fight for the ones she cares for. She is very loyal to her Clan, but is more loyal when it comes to love. Brightface enjoys hunting, and loves to lay out in the sun when she has extra time. And what bothers her most is when a cat is disrespectful. Brightface’s only fear is to die before having kits.
Additional Tidbits: Can’t think of any at the moment…Reflection
Height: The height of the average adult cat?
Overall Appearance: Brightface’s pelt is in between being medium length and short, and is completely black, with a silver sheen when under the moon‘s light. It is most always soft and shiny, since she cleans it two or three times a day. Her eyes are a rather unusual light mint green color, and can appear somewhat cold at first glance, although it is nothing she can control. Brightface’s nose and whiskers are also black. Her ears are slightly big for the size of her head; and the size of her head is well proportioned to her body.
Brightface has a strong build, while still keeping her feminine look. You can see her muscles best when she is hunting or fighting, but they aren’t big muscles, and they aren’t small either. And she isn’t as slender as a RiverClan or WindClan cat would probably be. Brightface’s tail is rather long for body. Her legs are average length, leading to her oval shaped paws. Brightface’s claws are not really long, but are pretty sharp. And lastly, Brightface has a scar on her left hind leg that goes from the bottom of her paw to about half way up the back/side of her leg.
[ I got a bit lazy while writing this :\ ]Backstory
Family History: This (optional) segment really applies more to leaders than to apprentices or kits, though all who wish to do so may fill it out. Family history, in many cases, has at least a small hand in making a character who they are; if this is the case in your situation, this section is advised.
WARNING - Just because this particular segment is optional, does not mean that you do not have to do the other segements of the Backstory - because you do. If you delete this section, your biography will not be accepted.
Family: [ made up random names… just cuz ]
Father: Adderpelt - dead
Mother: Iceshade - dead
Sister: Sandkit - dead
Birthplace: ThunderClan Nursery.
Background: Brightkit was the first born, in a litter of two. Her sister, and her best kit-hood friend, was named Sandkit. They were born right as leaf-bare was beginning, not the best time for kits. But luckily, everyone in the clan was healthy. Brightkit and Sandkit did everything together, and always got along, since they were the only kits occupying the nursery. The two never attempted to leave the camp, like most kits seemed to do, they were quite happy listening to the elder’s stories and wrestling with the apprentices and warriors. When Brightkit and Sandkit were at three moons of age, quite a few cats got green cough, including Sandkit, and a few days later she died. Brightkit was too young to completely understand. For a few days afterwards she would ask “where’s Sandkit?” every morning, until she finally realized she’d never see her again. The rest of her kit-hood was pretty normal; she continued to do the same things she always did, and never got tired of hearing stories from the elders.
At six moons old, Brightkit was made into Brightpaw, which made her extremely excited, although she couldn’t help but wish Sandkit was there with her. She tried as hard as she could to be a great apprentice, and wanted to make her parents proud. She was a good learner and as time went by she got better and better, and learned to not dwell on the loss of her sister. So she was a very bubbly and curious apprentice, and was friends with everybody in the Clan. Brightpaw loved being around the kits, and enjoyed teaching them some of the fighting and hunting moves she learned.
Brightpaw became Brightface after proving to be ready to become a warrior. It was, at the time, the best day of her life, seeing the happiness in her parents’ eyes as the clan cheered her warrior name. Brightface loved being a warrior, loved protecting and hunting for her Clan; she was always happy. In her free time she still helped the kits and apprentices with hunting and fighting moves. Quite a few moons after becoming a warrior, a patrol was killed while trying to fight off a family of badgers, two of the patrol members being Brightface’s parents. Brightface was depressed for a moon or two, before realizing that her depression was getting in the way of her Clan duties and friends. For the sake of her new apprentice, she willed herself to not dwell on the loss. From then on, Brightface devoted her heart and soul to the Clan and her apprentice’s training. When her apprentice was finally ready to become a warrior, she was extremely proud, since it was her first apprentice. About a moon later, the deputy declared that he would be moving to the elder’s den, because he was getting pretty old, and starting to lose his eyesight.
Brightface was stupefied when she was chosen to be the next deputy. She had no idea why the leader picked her when there were much more experienced warriors that deserved the position, but accepted his decision happily, and promised to do her best. Throughout her warrior years she had become less naive, and more mature. She eventually got more confident being the deputy, and enjoyed being a role model for the younger cats. She also took on another apprentice.
The ThunderClan leader lost his last life, and Brightface was named Brightstar. By them she was more comfortable taking charge, and making important decisions. About a moon later her apprentice was made into a warrior. She was glad that her apprentice lived to be a warrior, but was sad that her apprentice’s best friend died after falling from a tree. But with that loss came four more miracles; kits. Brightstar could not express enough how proud and happy she was to see her Clan getting stronger. But then came the loneliness of not having a mate and kits of her own. One leaf-bare morning she decided to take a walk in the forest, alone, to clear her mind, and release stress from lack of prey. And just on the outside of her territory she spotted a grey tom, rather handsome. With him being that close to the territory, she decided to confront him politely. She first warned him, but soon they were both talking and asking each other questions. Brightface was awed by the site of him, and his polite, gentleman-like manner. A couple days later, she saw him again, and again a few days after that, and pretty soon Brightstar found herself leaving just to go see him. She couldn’t help but feel guilty for loving him though. She was the leader of ThunderClan for StarClan’s sake!
Brightstar ran from the clan for a few day to try and figure out what to do. It always came down to one question; Should she stay loyal to her Clan, or to her heart? Almost half a moon had passed and Brightstar returned to her Clan, ashamed for abandoning them just because of her personal troubles. She hated her selfishness then, and decided to switch places with her deputy, which caused quite a commotion in all the Clans. She was Brightface once again, and even went to StarClan to get her eight extra lives taken away.
In the next couple moons, Brightface came and went from her Clan to visit her secret lover, and realized again that she was being selfish. She left ThunderClan for good, but never told anyone; it would have been too hard for her , at the time, emotionally unstable mind. But before leaving she asked StarClan to leave a sign or message for Fernstar to pick a new deputy. So by the time it was new-leaf, her and her lover had traveled quite a ways from ThunderClan territory, and had a whole forest to themselves. To this day Brightface, with her now slightly bigger stomach, doesn’t know if she made the right decisions, but is glad to have someone in her life that she can love and trust.
[hope the history is ok, I could probably write it with more details and stuff, but I really don’t feel like it ^^; ]Sample
[umm, after typing so much, I really don’t feel like coming up with a new RP sample, so I’m gonna use the one I made for auditions, hope that’s ok.]
A brisk wind blew overhead, rattling the treetops and causing several flame-colored leaves to fall to the ground. A black she-cat with a handsome gray tom pressed to her side traveled through the colorful forest together. Her smaller paws next to his bigger paws, stepping carefully over a thin layer of leaves that had fallen in the earlier days. They had been together for quite a few seasons, and were definitely in love. The she-cat, named Brightface, had left the Clans moons ago, to be with with this loner tom she so loved. And now her belly was swollen, swaying side to side as she padded on, and they both new she was was going to give birth very soon. She knew she should be in their den, waiting for the kit or kits to come, but she insisted on going out again
The sun began to rise, though the rays had not yet reached the forest. Brightface turned to her mate, and smiled, her eyes glistening, even in the dull light of the gray-blue sky peaking through overhead. He smiled back, and they kept walking. They didn't have any destination in mind, they just enjoyed walking together, being warmed by each other's body heat.
Brightface halted as a sudden pain gripped her stomach. The tom turned to her, his eyes filled with worry, and she knew they both weren't sure what to do, but she was just glad he was with her.
"Stone.." Brightface whispered as another wave of pain shot through her, "the kits are coming.." [265 words]Contract
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--Brighty
